Well, you wouldn't read about it. Or, actually you would, right here... right now.
I was waiting for my boss to meet me downtown. I was wandering along Homer Street (where my office is), when all of a sudden I noticed the little white flecks falling from the heavens. Strangely, my first thought was 'there must be a fire somewhere', as there is often this rather ethereal debris floating around when there's a bushfire.
But Lo! And behold! It was my very first flurry. Sure it was the can't-even-see-it-on-the-ground kind, but it still made me smile to myself and marvel at this new spectacle.
Now I really need to get a proper winter coat. The little denim number just won't cut it.